It was nearly noon, but the cloud cover from the storm made the time indistinguishable. Weather warnings decorated every screen throughout the city. Though with the holidays close, families had no choice but to brave the storms. Thus, the roads leading into the district were littered with hours of delays and traffic. Despite the chaos of the holiday season throughout the city, one street seemed completely devoid of traffic, the snow piled a few inches high along the roads and walkways.
At a downtown apartment complex on this very street a small delivery drone carrying a nondescript cardboard box under it's body weathered the winter storm. With delivery guaranteed, failure was not an option for the droid, and though it's rotors bordered on freezing over anytime now, it had just reached it's delivery point. With only a low hum of it's motor, the drone elevated up the height of the fire escape on the side of the building, before finally stopping in front of a window littered with cracks and a black curtain drawn on the other side.
The petite drone gave a series of shrill cries to signify it's successful delivery, the bot lowering itself down near the windowsill as it began to release the secure pincers clutching the edges of the box. However before it had released the package a gloved hand seized the box underneath of it, yanking the package unceremoniously from it's metallic grip. Almost immediately the drone's shrill cries became a sort of robotic scream while the thief threw the machine onto the cold metal of the fire escape, immediately the thief, donning a large rubber chicken mask, pulled his foot upwards before stomping it down ruthlessly onto the screaming drone.
Unfortunately for the would-be thief, The howling storm had stopped being the loudest thing on the block, the sound of the mechanical struggle echoed from one end of the street to the other. Let alone the owner of the package just a glass pane away from the ongoing robotic robbery.